Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 180 - 157: The Garbage Traveler Who Likes Bitterness is Going to be Beaten by Cat Cat~_1
[Traveler, you returned to the inn and gathered everyone inside...]
[After rotating the magic cube in your hand, a magnificent blue inscription appeared, instantly enveloping your bodies. Delicate branches and leaves grew from the cube, wrapping around all of you.]
[After a bout of dizziness, Traveler, you found yourself in a familiar place.]
[It was the corridor outside Liya’s workshop, located on the third floor of the Mansion of the City Lord, deserted all around.]
[A young boy stood in front of you, silently watching.]
[Chu Tian looked around, his eyes brightening, just as he was about to speak, Shopkeeper Lena decisively pulled out some sort of scroll and slapped it on his face, and then Chu Tian couldn’t make any sound.]
[Chu Tian’s frantically waving his hands at his mouth, the expression of terror on his face made you really want to laugh.]
Luo Xi: "..."
Wow, even strange things like mute scrolls exist.
Can Skill Practitioners Sublimated create any sort of scroll? Don’t they have a creative bottleneck?
So, are there even weirder scrolls?
I wonder if I’ll ever have the chance to become a Skill Practitioner...
[Note: "Garbage Traveler," are you referring to perverted scrolls? Of course there are, but only Creation Series Skill Practitioners are the best at drawing scrolls, other practitioners are just average. Actually, "garbage Traveler," you’re already on the path of a Skill Practitioner~]
Luo Xi: "!"
Damn, these kinds of scrolls really exist?
Come to think of it, Creation Series Skill Practitioners... is that a classification of Skill Practitioners with different methods? The descriptions in the rune scrolls left by Liya also said that only Creation Series Skill Practitioners could draw them.
And when did I start on the path of a Skill Practitioner?
Luo Xi was somewhat curious.
[Note: Garbage Traveler, think about it, what kind of Skill Practitioner might you be after conquering the beast-eared Lolita?]
Luo Xi: "(Damn it)."
That damned text never says anything good.
He shifted his focus back.
It was already 8:30 in the evening, and Luo Xi had a premonition that those hidden demons and monsters might not stay hidden for long.
Next, he needed to figure out how to get Hill to join them as an ally.
Only then would there be a possibility of contending against the Rat King and the other forces in the city.
[Afterward, Wei’er used her ability to lead all of you into the workshop. The lights in the workshop lit up one by one as you entered.]
["Is this where my teacher used to work?"]
[Shopkeeper Lena was quickly captivated by the variety of books and equipment in the workshop.]
[Aina’s expression first showed some joy, then turned somewhat sorrowful as she looked around.]
[The traces and scents left by her mother were everywhere.]
[But her figure was nowhere to be seen.]
[Hill remained silent. After entering the workshop, he took his notebook and quietly flipped through it.]
[Traveler, you were somewhat eager to know what Hill, who hadn’t been affected by the snow disaster, had been doing during the past day and a half.]
[And what was he thinking now?]
[Wei’er glanced at you.]
[Traveler, you know the meaning of Cat Cat.]
[You released the steel puppet from your knapsack again.]
["Protect them."]
[Wei’er issued this command to the puppet.]
[Then, Wei’er took you and Hill and, while the others weren’t paying attention, disregarded Aina’s calls and left the workshop using her ability to pass through walls.]
[Outside, the young boy asked you, "Is there something else you need me to do?"]
[Wei’er hesitated for a moment before asking in a deep tone, "Hill, can you stop tomorrow’s Divine Tree Festival?"]
["That one? No, I can’t."]
[Hill shook his head: "I’m not in charge of that. And I don’t want to stop it either."]
[Wei’er was taken aback: "Why?"]
[The boy spoke softly, "Because I want to find my father. Aren’t you the same? Daughter of Aunt Liya, if you want to find your aunt, if the festival is stopped now, then maybe you’ll never have a chance again. The once every three years festival is a rule from the Eternal World Tree Noah. It’s not possible to simply start at will, do you want to give up?"]
[Wei’er: "..."]
[Hill’s smile was somewhat lonely, then it hardened.]
[Suddenly he looked up at Wei’er and you: "I’m sorry, my friends, but I can’t refuse the task that my foster father has given me. Please hang in there a bit longer."]
Luo Xi: "?"
Fxxk, it’s that foster father again.
Haven’t you realized something’s wrong, Hill?
[Traveler, you noticed countless branches stretching out from the boy’s eyes. Realizing that something was amiss, you immediately grabbed Wei’er’s hand, intending to have her use her power to go through the floor with you.]
[Wei’er, pale faced, said, "My powers have been sealed..."]
Luo Xi: "..."
Things had taken a turn for the worse.
He thought that this young City Owner, at least, would be somewhat negotiable and could be persuaded to join as a fighter. But it turned out the child was still so obedient to that person.
[With the flickering of lights, Traveler, you felt dizzy once again.]
[Upon opening your eyes again, you found yourself in a darkened room, where almost nothing could be seen, even with your current eyesight, though it was much better than the situation in Liya’s workshop where vision and hearing had been stripped away.]
[Wei’er was at your side, her body limp, unresponsive to your pushing, seemingly unconscious. It was unknown whether the recent power inhibition had affected her.]
[Ding! Unlocked area: Winter Prison]
[Winter Prison: A place near the Divine Tree that suppresses all fluctuations of Yuan Su, turning even the most vicious criminals into no more than wild dogs, powerless to use any abilities.]
[Ding! Traveler, you have triggered a temporary dream sync (???). Do you want to use it?]
[Traveler, you are somewhat shocked.]
[Winter Prison? The power of the Divine Tree? Is this place... near the Divine Tree?]
[Squeak—]
[The heavy iron door was opened a crack, and warm light shone in.]
[You heard a man’s voice laughing wildly, but you couldn’t see his figure: "Hahahaha, Noss, you were careless. Keeping that key within reach but allowing her to run wild into my territory! What were you thinking? You know that Hill is most loyal to me. What do you have to compete against me?"]
["Hm? Who is this person? Didn’t I tell Hill to just bring the little cat over, and kill anyone else who interferes... Never mind, the little cat is already here. I didn’t get my hands on her last time, but in the end, she still fell into my grasp. Noss, you have unwittingly spent three years preparing a wedding dress for me, haha!"]
[This man’s tone sounded very happy.]
[Squeak—]
[The door was closed again; he didn’t seem too concerned about you?]
[Traveler, you tried to stand up but felt something hard by your right hand.]
[You touched it with your hand and discovered it seemed to be something like a bone. In your extremely weak vision, you recognized it was a human skull!]
[Ding! Your Fear Value +5.]
[Traveler, you hastily threw the thing away.]
Luo Xi: "..."
His courage must have grown, right?
If it had been him before, touching such a thing would have definitely terrified him.
[Ding! Do you want to use temporary dream sync? (Not using will cancel in 1 minute.)]
Luo Xi glanced at the countdown of the text.
The sync time is still ???.
Is it because this Winter Prison, like Aunt Liya’s workshop, is some kind of high-tier skill like a barrier?
Then, he chose yes.
Sync time without limit was quite nice for the current situation.
...
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Luo Xi blinked several times and covered his nose.
Surrounding him was a continuous assault of foul, rotting, and moldy smells entering his nostrils.
How long had this place gone without cleaning?
Subsequently, Luo Xi felt a heavy pressure on his body. He felt the Yuan Su inside him had settled into silence.
Unable to use Yuan Su?
This also meant that the abilities of Wei’er and his were unusable here.
Speaking of Hill, did that child tell that Mazar everything that had happened with them?
Hill should’ve already known his foster father was not right. Why would he still do this?
Luo Xi narrowed his eyes slightly.
That child was not a fool. Instead, his experiences over the years had made him much more mature than many others his age, much like Cat Cat.
Luo Xi had a thought.
If bringing himself and Wei’er here wasn’t his real intention, but rather an act of deception... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
Of course, Luo Xi was just speculating.
After all, it was possible that Hill completely regarded that man as his foster father, completely brainwashed, and that would be the worst outcome.
One had to personally witness to the end to know the outcome.
Luo Xi reached toward his left.
Soon, he touched the soft and fluffy body of Cat Cat.
[Note: Regardless of the situation, a Traveler who takes advantage is really garbage, huh? You’re really asking for it—]
Damn, it was an accident, wasn’t it?!
Luo Xi gave Cat Cat’s face a pat.
"Wei’er, wake up."
However, Wei’er still did not respond, so Luo Xi had to lift her and place her in front of himself.
He traced the features of her face upward, thumb pressing on her philtrum, the other four fingers resting under her chin, and gently began to massage it.
He had seen on television that one could wake a person who had fainted by pressing on the philtrum.
[Note: Trash Traveler, why aren’t you waking her up by groping her chest this time?]
That’s a perverted act! And groping someone’s chest doesn’t wake them up, does it?
Suddenly, Wei’er let out a light hum, and her body began to stir, clearly about to wake up.
"Wei’er, you—"
Just as Luo Xi was about to speak, a small fist landed on his face, and Wei’er held nothing back this time. As a Mutant Patient, even though she couldn’t use Yuan Su, the strength gained from the invasion of the Mutant Factor would not change much.
Thus, completely unprepared, Luo Xi was sent flying by the punch, his head spinning.
This Cat Cat punch packed a punch!
[Ding! Traveler, your life has decreased by 1%.]
After throwing the punch, Wei’er realized she might have hit the wrong person and panicked:
"Luo Xi, are you okay? I punched reflexively because I felt someone was secretly touching me there..."
[Note: That was quite a powerful punch! Cheers!]
